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Started May 28, 2019 by @Elder-God-Jacks347

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"And why do you think only female guards handle me? Looks like we're both pretty good at flirting our way out of things, aren't we?"

Draven smirked. " 'Parrently." He leaned against the wall. "How many do you think I'll have to fuck before I get pants?"

"Hmm, I say at 2. Maybe 4 if it's a particularly strong willed chain." She chuckled.

"Any suggestions as who to do?"

"There's this pretty scientist that comes down here like every couple of days named Mina. She's the new girl so I say go through her. Apparently she's French? I don't know, I don't talk to her."

"Well, I don't speak a word of French, except for the dirty words, but, you know, that could work in my favour." He stretched slightly.

"I do! Fluently. Merci l'école pour m'apprendre quelque chose d'utile." She smiled a little.

He stared blankly. "I'll pretend I know what you just said."

"Is that so? Eh bien, laissez-moi vous dire que si vous n'étiez pas aussi sexy, je vous détesterais probablement avec votre narcissisme constant."

"Seriously, I have no idea what you're saying."

She just laughed. "Basically what I said was that if you weren't so hot, I'd probably hate you with your constant narcissism."

"Me, a narcissist?" He acted offended, then shrugged and sat. "What can I say. Someone this handsome can't help being one."

"Don't mind me, the complete polar opposite." She grinned lightly, letting her knees collapse and take her to the floor.

“I think you’re pretty hot,” he said off handedly.

She rolled her eyes with a smile. "Yeah right. I am many things, hot is not one of them."

“Have you ever looked in a mirror?” He grinned slightly.

"Not really. I choose not to." She shrugged. She had a thing about mirrors, it was weird.

“Why?” He sat down and fiddled with some loose plaster on the wall. That was the thing about cells like this: they were pretty, clean, and there was nothing to do in them.

"Low self-esteem and abuse does that to a person."

He shrugged. “Well, I think you’re hot, and I’m pretty sure most others here do. You have no idea how many people have told me about the ‘poison hot girl in the middle cell.’” He made air quotes around the words.

She raised an eyebrow. "Is that so? Wonder why since I'm not that pretty and I'm not really allowed to have any company so that guard must've leaked something."

“Wonder which one.” He smirked slightly.

"Jeremy. Nice guy. Desperate guy. Kinda cute and in need of a break. Such a softy, figured he'd be easy enough to get through. And I was right."

Draven grinned. To his surprise, he wasn’t jealous at all, which he took as a god sign. Maybe he was getting over her.

"I swear, within like 20 minutes I had to swallow like 3 loads. Not that I'm complaining but like, seriously? Sure, I'm good but I don't think I'm that good."